Alan had called tech support countless times, eager as could be to make his toaster work again. Every time he pushed bread down, it remained for an extra six seconds, and then flew, full-speed, into the stratosphere. It was a miracle no casualties had occurred.
His latest call suggested that he slowly lower the lever, and remain close in case of any calamity. Tick, tick, tick. He could hardly wait. Then, the moment of truth.
The toast popped up regularly!
“Shucks. I’d wanted to tell them about whopping some aliens in flight. Another time, I suppose. Darn good toast, though.”
His latest call suggested that he slowly lower the lever, and remain close in case of any calamity. Tick, tick, tick. He could hardly wait. Then, the moment of truth.
The toast popped up regularly!
“Shucks. I’d wanted to tell them about whopping some aliens in flight. Another time, I suppose. Darn good toast, though.”
